the nothing ,anything ,everything thread

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This is a thread with no particular

Topic so no one can be off topic 🙂

So if anyone out there has something 

To say about anything you like now

Is your chance

Keep it clean 

And be nice 

See how long that lasts

Can we keep politics and religion out 

Of the conversation 

[ecar3483]

I know, from having looked, that there's about 1/8 inch of dust in the bottom of that gutter.

Those little broad leaf weeds don't need much more than that to get started, add a little rain and it looks like I'm growing lettuces, ha ha.

Thank you, young cockatoo, sitting on the edge of the roof, for gently plucking them out, eating the roots and dropping the leaves over the edge.

You're saving me a bit of trouble.

Of course, now I'll have to get handy and build a chicken wire enclosure if I'm ever going to grow lettuces, ha ha.

🙂

[ecar3483]

You know you're one of them, when...

I told one of the birds off for biting another bird - Don't bite people!

There's squabbling and there's squabbling and then there's taking it too far.

The bird replied, in a not particularly hushed tone... "...Suggestion...".

I know I'm one of them when a bird makes an obscene remark to me, in bird, and I understand it, ha ha.

The morning macaroni was well received, being a cold day, and wet, intermittently.

Mother magpie took advantage of there being bread on offer, in the afternoon - that's a fair beakful... can you see around it? Ha ha.

I know she's not struggling; earlier on I saw her with a clump of what looked like earthworms, about the size of a 20 cent piece.

Someone's been busy in the garden, ha ha.

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Little Pyrex managed to cling to Mum's back, right through breakfast.

At one point the food became too interesting to ignore, so, clinging on with her right hand back foot, she slid herself over her Mum's back and stretched for all she was worth to have a closer look.

If only she was a little bit bigger, or Mum was a little bit smaller, she might have reached it, ha ha.

They got about half way across the garden and it started raining, again, so Pyrex got back in the pouch.

Takeaway had jumped from the roof of the house, there, onto the arch next to it, it's about 20 or 30 cm, not a big jump for a big possum, but a bit like being on a fairground ride for a small possum, and I think that might also have contributed to Pyrex's desire to be somewhere that felt safer and more comfortable than Mum's back.

Just as I got to the table and put the bowls and the plate down, mother magpie appeared, literally, at my elbow - "We don't have time for being a bit shy or standoffish, my children are hungry. Show me the food".

Gotta love that girl, ha ha.

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